1 Lord, I cry unto thee: make ahaste unto me; give ear unto my voice, when I cry unto thee.
3 Set a watch, O Lord, before my amouth; keep the door of my lips.
4 Incline not my heart to any evil thing, to practise wicked works with men that work iniquity: and let me not eat of their dainties.
6 When their judges are overthrown in stony places, athey shall hear my words; for they are sweet.
7 Our abones are scattered at the grave’s mouth, as when one cutteth and cleaveth wood upon the earth.
8 But mine aeyes are unto thee, O God the Lord: in thee is my trust; leave not my soul destitute.
9 Keep me from the snares which they have laid for me, and the gins of the workers of iniquity.
10 Let the wicked fall into their own nets, whilst that I withal escape.